Chapter Fifty-Five: The Vanishing Candles

of route record.Now it seems, that's how they communicate... a secret code that doesn't involve the flow of power.The demon race possesses ancient wisdom and a brilliant civilization. Among all the...As soon as the battle before the inner storehouse began, the entire arsenal guard sprang into action, surging from all directions toward the inner storehouse, like a tidal wave of people.

And Wei Yan brandished his sword and rushed outwards, like a force against the current.

To avoid leaks, all the guards at the armory were kept in the dark about this operation. Only Wei Yan was ambushed here.

He is enough on his own.

Many more masters are actually scattered throughout the city. As the lord of this city, Wei Quji, although he used the Nether Candle as bait, it's absolutely impossible for him to put all the people of Fenglin City in danger.

Fortunately, the Sancheng Lun Dao attracted a large portion of the populace to watch, and the security at the martial arts arena was foolproof. This greatly relieved the pressure on defense.

The city guards who faced Wei Yan didn't say a word and turned around to follow him. Wei Yan just casually said, "Just stay here and don't leave without permission."

Although the brazier has been taken, the arsenal remains a top priority.

Two city guardsmen were still stationed at the main entrance to the armory. They certainly heard the commotion within, but their post was at the gate until given an order.

They were on high alert, but when a streak of blood slid out from the wall, they were completely oblivious.

At this moment, a young master dressed in fine clothes walked past, fanning himself with an ornate folding fan. With a flick of his sleeve, he seemed to brush away the dust and grime. The blood snake vanished.

The young master walked forward, to the end of this street, passing a clothing store, and brushing shoulders with a load-carrying peddler at the corner.

Strolling down Xuanwu Street, he was relaxed and even hummed a little tune.

Two expert guards from the city militia swept past him, right behind him, and hacked to death a rogue cultivator who was exposed.

The young master seemed oblivious, walking further and further away.

"Halt!" one of the city guards' experts shouted.

This young master was too calm, which aroused his suspicion.

The young master turned his back to the two city guard generals who had raised their defenses, a sinister smile slowly creeping across his lips.

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He was about to go crazy in the street when suddenly a long sword whistled through the air.

"Quick snow!" he widened his eyes, lowered his head to look at the long and straight blade slowly disappearing from his chest, being pulled away.

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The name of the sword is Kuai Xue, and the person's name is Wei Yan.

Perhaps having already understood the inevitability of death, he didn't ask himself how he had been discovered, or how he had been caught.

The fear in his eyes faded, gradually replaced by a frenzy. He grinned triumphantly: "The thing... isn't here!"

Wei Yan sheathed his sword and walked away.

The coolie carrying the load was already walking down the Green Willow Avenue. He carried two bamboo baskets filled with miscellaneous goods, each covered with a piece of hemp cloth, swaying on his shoulders.

Among the sundries in one of the bamboo baskets, there was something strange. It was a small piece of pitch-black candle.

In the stands, Dong A and Wei Quji both watched the battle inside, but no one knew that their attention wasn't on it.

As for Wei Qiji, what he cared about more than anything was the trap he had set up in the city today. A very simple lure, but its effectiveness stood out because of its perfect execution.

As for Dong A, on the one hand, he was more concerned about the safety of the entire Maple Forest City compared to the results of the Three Cities Discourse. On the other hand, he had a certain amount of confidence in Zhang Linchuan. Even after Lin Zhengren demonstrated his strength as a sixth-rank cultivator, he remained unshaken.

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The two major figures standing at the top of Fenglin City, their voices only reached each other's ears.

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Wei Quji sneered: "Seeing the Underworld Candle is like a dog seeing a bone. Those guys are indeed demons from the White Bone Dao!"

The Ghost Lamp is a treasure from the Netherworld, and it was left behind by the White Bone Daoist. Wei Quji took out the Ghost Lamp specifically to verify his suspicions.

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Dong frowned: "The lineage of the Bai Gu Dao has been exterminated for two hundred years. The founder had purged it for nine years back then, leaving nothing behind. How could there still be remnants lingering today"

“A millipede, though dead, does not lose its vitality.”

Lin Zhengren defeated Fu Baosong effortlessly. His next match was against Zhang Linchuan.

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Zhang Linchuan kept his hand over his mouth and frowned, saying, "Can we clean up this place before fighting again"

Previously, he defeated his opponents with overwhelming force, a swift and decisive victory. Now facing Lin Zhengren, however, he couldn't afford to consider anything else.

Although there is a dedicated sparring ground within the Daoist Academy, the Fenglin City Daoist Academy itself cannot accommodate so many spectators. And this square outside the City Lord's Mansion doesn't have any formation markings at all.

Their battlefield was ravaged and unrecognizable. The bricks were shattered, mud and water mixed together in a slurry, and numerous craters pockmarked the ground. To top it all off, splatters of blood from those who had fought there added to the grim scene.

Zhang Linchuan frowned deeply: "This battle environment is really dirty."

"Dong A's eyelids didn't even twitch: "If you utter another word, I'll toss you into the cesspool and leave you there for three days."

Zhang Linchuan immediately put the handkerchief away and smiled politely, very formally, at the referee: "Let's begin."

At the referee's command, Lin Zhengren strode forward.

Thus, thunder boomed.

Boom! Boom!

Lin Zhengren’s body was like a surging wave, with three layers of waves rolling.

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> Behind him, three scorched pits had already formed.

Zhang Linchuan has many flaws. You could say he's a neat freak, particular, avoids trouble, and does things his own way.

But you can't deny his strength.

Everyone knows that the Lei Fa is fierce, but how many can truly control it with ease

Lin Zhengren's two instant-cast Dao techniques engraved within Tongtian Palace, Botao Sanstie and Tengshe Chanbi, he did not choose defense at first, but chose to move, naturally for... an attack!

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A seed sprouts, a bud blooms, teeth like hooks. Take a bite!

A low-grade Taoist technique, eaten like a flower.

Zhang Linchuan glided over lightly, throwing a thunderball into the mouth of the flower with his backhand. He leaped into the air and above the charred corpse of the devourer flower, he pinched esoteric seals and pointed to the sky.

Dark clouds gathered, and thunder rumbled in the distance.

A water dragon wave roared out, but instead of attacking Zhang Linchuan, it whipped its tail and directly dispersed the dark clouds.

Water mist exploded in the sky, lightning flashed and then disappeared.

The scene is extremely beautiful and draws gasps of admiration from viewers.

But Zhang Linchuan's meticulously prepared Taoism dissipated.

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If one were to say that the difference between those who can open the heavens and earth, and cultivators below the seventh rank is most apparent in their ability to begin mastering first-class Dao arts.

...and some prodigies, before reaching the sixth rank, had already mastered a certain top-grade Dao technique, such as Wang Changxiang and Zhang Linchuan. So can the gap be bridged What is the difference between them and those who have opened the Heavenly Gates

Lin Zhengren gave the answer.

Masters who open the gates of heaven and earth merge with the universe, able to perceive the flow of celestial energy and instantly discern loopholes in Dao techniques.

In battle, this manifests as shattering Zhang Linchuan's powerful spells that were still being prepared.

But that's not all.

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In the blink of an eye, Lin Zhengren appeared before Zhang Linchuan.

At this moment, everyone finally noticed that he was still stepping on a water dragon wave beneath his feet. He had actually used this attacking technique as a stepping stone to get close!

After opening the Heavenly Gate, he gained a whole new understanding of all Dao arts. He significantly shortened his incantation time and could rapidly expand into other variations.

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Zhang Linchuan was still in the air, when Lin Zhengren's hand already pressed against him.

The outcome seems to be set.

>'d like me to translate!Another palm strike, a brand new wall of light rises, perpendicular to the previous one! Boom!The blood-soaked Human Race prodigy, Zhou Shen's body was engulfed in blazing cri...